Call Of Blood 歌词

Three Fates conspire By great Hera’s side And turn on high the stars’ Shimmering ebb and tide Jason, twenty winters wise Heads for the Iolcan court With his murdered father’s sword Honed, yearning for revenge by night! King Pelias has to pay The usurper, the blasphemer Is soon to fall under His mighty blade of bronze Jason, twenty years strong Steeled by Centaur discipline And the wisdom of the Beasts Has come to claim in front of all What was by birth to be his own The ivory Iolian throne! Pelias aghast feels the throes Of his powers as they wane Struck by the young prince’s Keen, commanding voice Lift the curse from Colhis Pelias challenges the boy Put to the rest Phrixus’ shade Together with the Golden Fleece In a many-oared trireme And burn them in the open sea So that the land may prosper again Then the throne shall be yours! Call of blood! In the heroes’ veins He embraced the trial in a kingly way And vowed to go forth Thus he swore by Zeus an oath And Jason sheathed his blade He embraced the trial in a kingly way And vowed to go forth and set his sail Where no man before had ever dared Unknowingly falling in the old king’s snare In a many-oared trireme